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Her own kind of fate....

She lived her emotions in a bubble, where nobody can break her down.
Falling into her own kind of fate, nothing but her memories left to be found.
She was told to reach for the stars, instead she reached for the skies.
A lot of mixed up emotions, and a lot of lies.

Nobody was able to embrace her mind.
A shadowy figure, one of a kind.
She felt that she could do anything, she set her mind on.
Not knowing, she will never belong.
Her outragously behaviour brought on another show.
Too many secrets that she did not know.

High on whatever she may find.
Her sight was fading, as if she we're blind.
She felt no more pain,
Wandering through the rain.
Whatever she was promised, was gone away.
No more room here, she cannot stay.
Touching the skies with her fate.
Run through the promises, but never be late.
©terrylin53